حَنَّ قَلبي مِن بَعدِ ما قَد أَنابا

وَدَعا الهَمَّ شَجوُهُ فَأَجابا

My heart softened after it had become hardened

And grief's worries called out, so it responded

فَاِستَثارَ المَنسِيَّ مِن لَوعَةِ الحُب

بِ وَأَبدى الهُمومَ وَالأَوصابا

The forgotten one was stirred from the agony of love

And expressed sorrows and troubles

ذاكَ مِن مَنزِلٍ لِسَلمى خَلاءٍ

لابِسٍ مِن عَفائِهِ جِلبابا

That's from a desolate place belonging to Salma

Wearing a robe made of coarse wool

أَعقَبَتهُ ريحُ الدَبورِ فَما تَن

فَكُّ مِنهُ أُخرى تَسوقُ سَحابا

The tail wind followed him, it does not cease

Nor another that drives the clouds

ظِلتُ فيهِ وَالرَكبُ حَولي وُقوفٌ

طَمَعاً أَن يُرَدَّ رَبعٌ جَوابا

I remained in it while the caravan around me stood

Hoping a reply might be returned

ثانِياً مِن زِمامِ وَجناءَ حَرفٍ

عاتِكٍ لَونُها يُخالُ خِضابا

Secondly, from the bridle and the turning of a letter

Whose color appears like kohl

تُرجِعُ الصَوتَ بِالبُغامِ إِلى جَو

فٍ تُناغي بِهِ الشِعابَ الرِغابا

It returns the voice to an atmosphere it competes with

Through it, the slopes call out longingly

جَدُّها الفالِجُ الأَشَمُّ أَبو البُخ

تِ وَخالاتُها اِنتُخِبنَ عِرابا

Its ancestor is the courageous, valiant Abu Bakht

And its aunts were chosen as nomads